Chapter 149: Rest and Rest (2)

There are as many as ten blacksmith shops in the territory.

Although it is only level 1, it can produce more than ten pieces every day, and more than 3,000 sets per month is not much different. In May, in the last month of this dry season, almost all the blacksmith shops' business was cut off.

There are constant things about big and small every day, until the end of the first month, only a hundred or so pieces were created.

In addition, there are only tens of thousands of people living in the warehouse. At least when Locke and Viscount Viscount Vimede came to pick up the goods, they could not be completed on time.

As soon as I walked into the blacksmith shop, a heat came towards me.

Several dwarf craftsmen were leading a group of large-sleeved and round-waisted Bour Tartars to forge finished weapons on the iron. The "ding-ding-dang" knocking sound and the "hula-hula" bellows were connected. Seeing the master and his wife come in, the dwarfs and the bulls put down their work and welcomed them respectfully.

"I'll take a look when doing your work." Yang Dashuan waved his hand and signaled them to continue.

There are a wide variety of items on the weapon stand, a giant sword that has been polished to open its edge, a semi-finished double-edged axe, and an armor in the model.

"Edward!" Yang Dashuan waved and called the biggest guy among the dwarfs.

Edward hurriedly dropped the head in his hand, and his sweat-stained hands hurriedly rubbed the felt on the body, and ran to Yang Dashuan. "Master, are you calling me?"

Yang Dashuan nodded and took off a giant sword with sharp blades from the weapon stand.

In the league, this kind of weapon is also common.

Most of the people who use them are mercenaries with stupid strength, and they rely on their strength to make a living and cannot be placed on the table. The giant sword of two-handed hands held by Yang Dashuan is in a good style, with uniform cloud patterns, and extremely restrained reflection. You can tell at a glance that it is made of high-quality steel.

"Look at this thing!" Yang Dashuan whispered the sword in his hand like Edward. "You can use this thing to scare laymen. Do you want to cheat those bewitches? With one knife, this thing will be cut off."

Alice was placing her toes, she thought the sword was quite honest! Joan of Arc was also confused.

Edward opened his mouth.

He didn't know what the master saw.

To be honest, this sword can only scare the layman.

There are few forgings, and the impurities in the sword body have not been removed yet. Although the steel and fire look good, they are crispy and broken at once.

Yang Dashuan held the hilt of the sword, pinched the sword head with two fingers, and with a little force, the thing broke into several pieces, and the slag suddenly fell all over the floor.

"How many goods like this are ginseng in the warehouse?" Yang Dashuan kicked the broken sword under his kick and looked at Edward.

"Two thousand sets!"

When he heard this number, Yang Dashuan's eyes twitched wildly.

This is a fucking equivalent to a full half of the amount!

"Okay, from today on, I have to make three hundred sets every day, or I will plant all of you!" Yang Dashuan was convinced by these dwarves. Fortunately, he took a look at them, or they would have sold these crappy things to Vimede and Locke, and they would have been so amazing!

"Master, we don't have enough manpower." Edward said aggrievedly.

"You said it earlier if I don't have enough staff. I lack everything, so there is no shortage of people!" Yang Dashuan wanted to slap this guy. "I'll transfer other slaves in the territory. Tell me what you lack and what you lack. In two days, Locke will come to pick up the goods. At that time, he will bring more people. In short, you have to give me six thousand sets before the end of the month!"

Edward was stunned.

This is twice the number!

But there is no way, who made the dwarves lazy? The master has shown mercy without blaming him.

"You spread it, I'm not keeping you for a good meal. If you want to stay in the territory, I'll serve you with delicious food and drinks, and work harder for me to fight. If you want to be lazy, there is no door." Yang Dashuan sneered. "Don't be petty with me!"

The dwarves nodded wildly.

They saw the master's power, but who dares to openly disobey? Isn't this an old birthday boy hanging himself?

Seeing the dwarf expressing his opinion, Yang Dashuan nodded with satisfaction.

Edward, who was tactful, quickly brought three stools, Yang Dashuan, Joan of Arc and Alice sat down one by one. He took out a bird-winged crossbow from the space ring. The bird-winged crossbow with three blades long and one blade wide made the blacksmith shop more crowded. He waved his hand and guided the Taurens all rushed over.

"When we have finished building the weapons of Vimede and Locke, we will start to build this thing." Yang Dashuan patted the bird-winged crossbow.

It can be seen that this bird-winged crossbow car has been around for a long time because of the magic of various maintenance items on this continent. No one can tell how many years it has been. From a close distance, this crossbow carving is indeed worthy of being the word bird wing. Two exquisitely carved wooden shields are inserted horizontally on both sides of the crossbow car, perfectly protecting the grooves and bowstrings of the spring.

The dwarves came up and felt a little depressed.

"Master, to be honest, we can't do it!" Edward pursed his mouth. "If you want to talk about ironwork, that's indeed our strength, but we can't do it! Apart from the grooves and the sword blades that were shot out, we dwarves don't have that skill!"

If you want a groove, you can use a fart! Yang Dashuan pursed his mouth.

"Besides, we don't know its size. This thing must be planned very carefully, and we also have drawings for each part. By the way, elves are not only natural archers, but also natural carpenters." Edward said quickly.

drawing!

When talking about this thing, Yang Dashuan felt depressed again.

I clearly completed the task, but I didn’t get the drawings.

Although it was indeed said in the original mission that there was a certain chance of obtaining the drawings, who knew it was so unlucky.

While thinking, Leren also came in with a few elves.

Leren's mood had become much more stable. Under the introduction of the dwarf, she and the elves looked at the crossbow in front of her.

"This thing is made of the Tree of Life, and other woods are not as wear-resistant as it is." Leren smacked his lips and shook his head. "Rogge, if you want to make a few bird-winged crossbows, I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible. When moving forward, when the five elves and nobles of the empire are still there, there are indeed many trees of life, and you can squander it. But now it is not possible, there are only four trees of life in the entire empire."

Yang Dashuan was stunned.

Level 8 siege weapons are indeed difficult to deal with.

"But other woods are also fine, at least a hundred years old. The sycamore tree can only extract the core of the tree, and about ten trees can make such a frame." Leren patted the bird-winged crossbow. "Even if we have a wear-resistant crossbow, there is no way. Without drawings, even no matter how clever the elves are, they cannot create such exquisite things!"

"That's not nonsense! I still have such great hope." Yang Dashuan sighed. He wouldn't have tried so hard if he had known.

As for the drawings, Yang Dashuan also thought about it.

For this reason, he threw the crossbow to the dwarf for most of the night, but the results he got were still a little disappointing.

"No, we can't draw the drawings!" The dwarf elder kept shook his head.

"I can't draw it, can't you take it apart?" Yang Dashuan was a little furious.

"Master, it's not that we don't want to dismantle it, but we can't dismantle it at all." The dwarf elder looked helpless. "Did you think we were all dazed at the crossbow last night? It's much more complicated than you imagined. There are thousands of gears in the crossbow that bit each other. Otherwise, why do you think the elves' bird-winged crossbow can become a weapon for siege? It relies on these gears to amplify the power of the bowstring to the maximum."

"And, the most critical issue. Even if we disassemble it, we may not be able to assemble it!"

Yang Dashuan almost vomited blood.

"Aren't these four crossbows still usable?" Leren pursed his mouth at Yang Dashuan. "By the way, where is the sword blade of this thing?"

Yang Dashuan hurriedly took it out.

The blade of the crossbow car is somewhat like a gyro that children play with. The main body is composed of two upper and lower structures. The protrusion at the lower end is used to clamp on the groove of the crossbow car, and the slide rail at the upper end is used to borrow force for the crossbow car to pull the strings.

Ensure that it can rotate rapidly when popping out, and use the rotation force to kill enemies.

And this lethality is obvious to all!

Once the blade rotates to the extreme, it can even crash into a city wall that is as wide as one blade! This is the true power of the bird-winged crossbow.

"There is no need to spend so much effort to rebuild the crossbow cart. Isn't it enough to let them build more sword blades?" Leren playedfully pinched Yang Dashuan's nose.

Lao Yang pursed his mouth.

That's right. In fact, there is no need to worry about the problem of crossbows so much. Even if there are too many crossbows, it would be useless to have no sword blades.

Moreover, the dwarves don’t have much time to do this thing now. Some of them are busy with weapons and armor during this period. After these weapons are built, it is probably the end of June. Then it will be another harvest day, and there will be a lot of work.

"Finish!" Yang Dashuan nodded and threw the sword blade on the table. "After the weapons are built, you will make these things for me, the more the better. Don't cut corners for me!"

Edward pinned his head like a chicken pecked at rice.

"By the way, I will put away any broken copper and iron when cleaning the battlefield. We are poor, so we need to save some life. You will melt the broken junk for me in the future and forge it again. Also, every slave in our territory must have his own exclusive weapons and armor." Yang Dashuan licked his lips before saying. "These weapons are made hard for me. If they break again, they will break, and I will twist off your head and stuff it into my asshole!"

Edward sweated in a waterfall.
Chapter completed!